I love loneliness sometimes and the nights with full moon.

I love the sweet kiss of my baby’s hot lips.

I love your voice when you say “I love you”

I love my morning all wrapped up in cigarette smoke.

I love the time I spend with my friends.

I love small empty streets.

I love all library books and black&white movies.

I love the word “us”.

I love to love you…

I hate false touches and lies

I hate the distance.

I hate hypocrisy and all the people that come with it.

I hate the way I sometimes complicate my life.

I hate TV.

I hate stupid curiosities.

I hate Bucharest in the summer and the way my heal gets stuck in the hot sidewalk.